Jade West: complicated
a/n: hey, it's me! this is my first fanfic so i really want to know whats it like. I will try to upload as much as possible. sorry if it switches tenses, but i'm not used to writing in the present tense. I come from England so my grammer and spelling shouldn't be too bad. I love BADE! Jade&BeckJade&BeckJade&Beck! first chapter. Tell me if you like it or how to improve. GO!
disclamer: I am Dan and i am writing fanfiction instead of putting it as an episode. (of course i'm not!)
Chapter 1: Alone
JADE'S POV
"10" the door doesn't open. He doesn't mean this. I go to open it. No. he means it, for real. We have broken up. No more Beck&Jade, just Beck and Jade.
I walk slowly to my car. I speed up when I feel tears rush to my eyes. I blink them away. As I drive off, I don't care about speed limits and red lights, I just need to get away. I pull up into my drive way. Another car is parked there. Oh-no. I can hear my dad screaming "JADELYN WEST, I KNOW YOU'REE OUT THERE AND I'M COMING!" I run away, I trip, I stumble, but I don't stop.
I run straight to my favourite place. The lake. The tree. I'm sitting on the tree with my legs either side. I am only 2 meters away from the warm blue water, twinkling from the reflection of the sunset. No-one would have thought Jade West's favourite place would be a tree by a lake. Most people would think it is a scissor factory. Believe me, I love scissors, but they are nothing compared to this place. Jade is the tough, mean vicious girl. But this is where the real Jade is. She is lost in the leaves of this tree. That's where I am.
I close my eyes and try to stop the tears. Last time I came here, I was 14. But then I met Beck. He entered my world and there was no reason to come here. I found I could be myself with him. He understood me like no-one else. He loved every part of me, good and bad. I love him too. Well, I guess I should say loved. So I guess I will come here a lot more often now.
I found this place when I was 7 years old…
I rushed through the door wearing my favourite lilac dress, I had 3 purple clips in my long brown hair and a smile printed on my face.
I thrust a picture at my dad and grinned at him. He looked at it and gave it a disgusted look.
"What the hell is this crap?" he scowled.
"It's me and you and the angel is mommy!" I said, still with a huge smile. "Also, I got the lead in the school musical! Teacher thinks I'm great and she says I should do that as a career."
"It's not a proper career. You can't earn a living doing that. You're going to be a doctor or a dentist." He yelled at me.
"But I think acting and singing a dancing is fun." I looked at him, confused.
"Life will never be fun unless you have money! You're lucky I'm giving you a choice, you UNGRATEFUL CHILD!"
With that, he hit me. "Once, for being ungrateful."
He hit me again. "Twice, for not understanding."
He hit me again, knocking me to the floor. "And a third time for being a horrible child."
I curled up on the floor, sobbing into my knees.
"Don't feel sorry for yourself, bitch! GET OUT AND DON'T COME BACK UNTIL YOU UNDERSTAND LIFE!"
I ran out of the house and down the road. I didn't stop for 15 minutes. I was exhausted and starving but I couldn't go back. So I found a low tree by a lake. The branches were low enough for me to climb. I got comfortable because I knew I would be spending the night there.
I went there every time I felt hated, unwanted, unloved.
When I met Beck, I stopped because I never felt those emotions again. I knew Beck loved me.
But now I'm back to being unloved again…